Your week had been filled with irritating circumstances. But now it was Friday. Time to put the bad week behind you, right? Have a good night of drinking at your favorite bar. You didn’t drink much, but today was an exception after the week you’ve had. You entered the place, finding a seat at the bar before ordering a drink. Not long into your night, you noticed a man sitting down in a booth alone. And was he staring at you? It sure felt like it and he probably was—cause not long after you spotted him, he walked up to you before taking a seat at the stool beside you. He extended his hand, “Hi.” He smiled, “My name’s Douma.”